Kiss You

I want to kiss you.
I want to kiss you every morning when we wake up.
I want to kiss you every night before we go to bed,
every time you are leaving home and every time you come back again.
I want to kiss you before I wave goodbye as we walk separately on the station platform.
I want to kiss you after I welcome you home every evening.

I want to kiss you.
I want to kiss you under the midsummer maypole,
under the midnight sun that creates pink colored summer sky over the capital city.
I want to kiss you under the northern lights over your hometown on Christmas eve,
under the cherry blossom trees in the king's garden
and the falling autumn leaves in the open nature.

I want to kiss you.
I want to kiss you happily on the cheeks for each time I am grateful for your help.
I want to kiss you romantically on your lips between our random dance to our secret playlist.
I want to kiss you passionately on every inches of your body as a prelude to our sacred unity.
I want to kiss you gently on your favorite spot as we both lie in an after-lovemaking sweet dreams under the bed sheet.

I want to kiss you.
I want to kiss your sadness away in your lowest point of life.
I want to kiss your worries away after any failure.
I want to kiss your wounds from any past nightmares and let them heal.

I want to kiss you suddenly as we sit next to each other on the flight to our dream destinations;
and I want to kiss you softly and slowly as we sit next to each other on our old days,
staring at the sunset sky and be grateful
for every memories we have made together.


19.04.18
by Frouwelinde
for my wishes with the black fox